CHAPTER 1: I am died

Note - Everything in the novel is just fictional products from the author's head.

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" The Bus is not here, yet... " A young boy muttered the word and the sun was setting off, the nighttime was coming.

" Oh! Finally. " He said with a smile and he went to reach the home before the sunlight was completely faded away.

' 6:00 pm. Well, I need to do assignments and sleep after that. ' He formed a plan for him tonight when he was looking at the clock.

' Like usual, the bus is packed. ' He said with a sigh and it was going to be one hell of a job to return the home a time like this. The buses were packed up and he needed to push the people to enter into the bus as the people behind him pushed him to enter into the bus.

His body couldn't even move and was stuck in the place as he tried not to breathe the sweaty body of other people. His body was not big but he was not small either. His height was around 173 centimeters and not a short height but an average height around here. He had curly hair with black eyes and, his eyelashes looked long and very beautiful. Some girls would feel jealous of his long eyelashes. His face looked between cute and handsome but his face had some potholes like a moon that was very hard to detect and they were beside his left eyes. Those potholes were the mark of chickenpox when that happened he was a kid. His skin was a little bit white because he always wore long sleeve polo shirts even though it was quite hot here. Even now, he was wearing long sleeve blue polo shirt with track pants. The sweat covered his whole body and he could even smell his own sweat. His name was Naung Thu Aung and just a typical name around here.

' Damm, I really love this song. ' the idol music came from the earphones as he started to sing inside his head but his face looked very serious and going to murder someone. He gave the money to the co-driver. The bus fee was very cheap.

' Oh! I'm going to reach my bus stop. ' He muttered inside his head as he pushed through the humans shield with his body as he reached in front of the door and he rang the bell to tell the driver he was going to leave.

" Huuu... Finally " He immediately breathed out a lot when he left from the bus as inside the bus was so suffocating. His place existed in a very good community and the place was not cheap with the current money. This place was brought by his grandfather and his mother inherited the place from his grandfather.

He lived in Yangon and the Capital City of Myanmar. His home existed in the Gabaraye which most rich people lived. By means, he was not from a rich family. He only had a mother and his father was dead in the war. He saw enough blood and dead bodies when he was a kid. His village was caught in the middle of a battle and the battle between Military and Ethnic Armed organizations. He didn't know who killed his father or how did he die. It was very messed up and chaotic that he could see even today. But he remembered the scene where his father's lifeless body fell on the ground and the horror hunted down him even after many years later, even today.

That was happened 10 years ago and now he was 18 years old. His family moved to Yangon with the help of his mother's friend and his mother worked as the teacher in the local school. His mother's salary was not enough to feed the family when everything became expensive so he also worked as a Web Developer after he finished from school. He only needed to go to university on weekends and it was very easy to pass the University because it was just another shitty University that existed in a third-world country.

' Sigh! I need to go to work tomorrow even though it is Saturday. ' Naung muttered and his body was already demanding sleep from the long day of work.

" Let's go from the short cut. " He decided to go from the short cut and the alley was very narrow. Only a few people passed from there and most people didn't use the alley because it was very dark and narrow. The stabbing case happened twice there and he believed that he was strong enough to defend himself.

" Pretty dark. " Naung muttered and he could see his own feet. The road was dark that much so he used a flashlight from his phone and he started to walk in the alley while spreading the awareness around the surrounding.

He saw a hoodie guy that was coming toward his direction as he braced himself to defend if something went wrong. Naung checked that person's gesture and he focused on the alley, pretending that the other party didn't suspect something from him.

The person passed him silently and he also passed besides the person. He could smell perfume but he didn't care at all. The weight on his shoulder dropped and he felt that he worried for nothing. His head turned backward if he checked out the person was going his away. Suddenly, the person run toward him when they both made quite distance and Naung was quite dumbfounded but he acted quickly, ran toward his home quickly. The alley was very long and lacked light.

"...Help.." He shouted from his lung but there was literally no one to help him.

" Fuck.... " He swore as he ran toward his home without looking at the person and he ran at the fastest speed he could.

"...Help...Ahhh.." He tripped over his legs and he fell on the ground. His mind was panicking a lot but he stood up again, tried to run again but the person crushed his legs with a speed and he was fell to the ground again. This time he fell with the impact and his left hand was almost broken.

" Ahhhhh...W...what the fuck you want? " He screamed with pain as he asked that hoodie person. His tone contained fear .Naung could not see that person's face and the person stood up again, walked toward his positon.

' Fuck..Fuck fuck. ' Naung was panicked a lot and sweat covered his whole body as he tried to stand up again but his legs hurt a lot because that person crushed his legs with a shoulder.

"...motherfucker..." Naung swore at that person and he was trying to calm down his panicking mind. He blamed himself for coming to this alley. Naung's legs shaking due to pain and fear but he was always good at controlling his mind.

He knew there was no choice except to try to fight back and he saw that person took out the knife. That person didn't say anything and stabbed to him with a speed.

Naung's mind focused on the knife and tried to catch up like he saw a video from the Utube but he felt the pain on his stomach.

" Huh... " Naung muttered in the surprised tone and he looked at the chest as the knife stabbed to his stomach. His mind blacked out for a moment and immediately a pain assaulted as Naung screamed.

" Fuck..Fuck...fuck.." Naung chanted the words and the imagery pain entered the body. He looked at the person who stabbed him and he could see that person's face clearly from the fresh light of his phone. That person had a madness smile on his face.

"..Hahaha... " He could hear that person's madness laugh and he took out from the knife from his stomach, stabbed him again.

" Ahhh... " Naung could not do anything. He just only groaned in pain. His body became weak and his mind was completely blacked our . That person stabbed the third time but Naung felt like he woke up from blacked out state and he held that person's hand with the strength he could gather.

Naung was that kind of person. He could feel vomiting and freaked out before the crisis but when he was facing the crisis, his mind was very calm and there were no more wasted thoughts. He was currently in that state. His mind became very calm when that person stabbed him third time. He could not think about his family or any fear.

He punched that person face and that person's body was flew away. He didn't know how much strength he used but he used every strength of his body. That person immediately ran away from Naung and Naung's body leaned on the wall.

" Fuck.....I'm going to die.." Naung muttered as he could feel his blood from his hand and he continuously walked toward the direction of his home while leaning the wall, his hands covered the spots of he was stabbed. Blood leaked from his mouth and he could not feel the pain that much. His mind was just blacked out as he walked toward his home while leaning against the wall.

Suddenly, there was no more wall because of the bridge and his body immediately fell into the groove as blood vomited from his mouth and his mind felt conscious.